We are Seraphix, for We are many in one. Given form by a boy who loved Us and named by a girl who believed in Us, We strive to live up to their expectations, to every Follower’s expectations, for We are reborn in each one of them. We offered Our Voice to a man who was once a bride’s food and a woman’s fear. Our Hand and Eye are a pair of beautiful halfling twins born in the Shadow Forest, equal parts light and shadow. Our doom may well be at the hands of one of Our own. For as We struggle to life, to become a god, to become one with Our Followers, some of them turn against each other. Yet this is yet another test of godhood, to be able to live in many diverse places at once, in different individuals who believe in Us. If We fail at this, We may fail at godhood. We wonder how the First Seraphix, the original God of Balance managed this. Or maybe They were simply a creation of the Sisterhood who worshipped them, a tool of their faith? Not that We are any different. Once We were a mere shadow, a fusion of bits of beings, like Christopher. We created a faith involving him, centered around him, to give Us strength. We had Our Voice utter it in order to make it part of Our religion. Why do We need Christopher so much? Who were We that We cling to the thought of him and the twins he created? Perhaps it is not important. If We can manifest as a god for what Followers We have, perhaps that will be enough. Our Voice believes this be true. We pray that he is right.
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